I AM SERIOUSLY PATTING MYSELF ON THE BACK, DOING CARTWHEELS AND GIVING MYSELF A BIG HIGH FIVE.
I MADE JAM!
AND NOT JUST ANY OLD JAM, JAM MADE FROM BLACKBERRIES!
BLACKBERRIES WE PICKED FOR FREE IN HEDGEROWS NEAR TO OUR HOME.
FREE FRUIT! ONE OF THE BEAUTIFUL THINGS ABOUT LIVING IN THIS WONDERFUL COUNTRY OF OURS!
BUT LETS’S GET BACK TO THE JAM.
I ASSOCIATE MAKING JAM WITH THOSE EXTRAORDINARY MOTHERS WHO BAKE AND GROW AND NUTURE AND NEVER LOSE THEIR TEMPERS.
I KNOW, THAT KIND OF MOTHER JUST DOESN’T EXIST. IT’S JUST A FIGMENT OF MY IMAGINATION.
HOWEVER I DO PUT THE TWO TOGETHER IN MY MIND JAM MAKER = CLOSE TO PERFECT MOTHER.
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